The National Male God is a Girl: BOSS Fancy Pet

At seven o'clock, Xia Xi came back on time, took a shower, and went downstairs for breakfast.

Su Qingge peeked at her from behind the newspaper.

It's his grandson, yes, tsk tsk, or Zhan Yu's teaching.

Arriving at school early in the morning, Xia Xi always felt that she had forgotten something.

It wasn't until she saw Pete's gloomy face that Xia Xi suddenly remembered, well, Pete's pigeons were put on last night.

[Teacher, I didn't mean to. 】

Xia Xi's words were sincere. There were too many things last night.

Pete gritted his teeth.

[Today's English class, I will give you special training alone! 】

Special training? Forget it, let's train...

Xia Xi blinked, and the English class was changed directly to speaking class, and chatted with Pete for 45 minutes.

It was indeed a chat, said from all over the world, and at the end, Pete was stunned.

This student really knows a lot, and even knows the customs of many countries, and has done all kinds of etiquette well. Where does such a student need special training?

Simply throw it out and compete!

[Teacher, get out of class is over, can I go? 】

[Ah... um... let's go. 】

【Special training after that? 】

[Well, if you stabilize your mood and play well, there will be no problem. 】

Pete was completely defeated, and he even thought that this student was a foreigner than him! !

Xia Xi smiled, took out a book thicker than Cihai from her schoolbag, and walked slowly to the door of the elite class.

"Ling Haotian!"

"Xiao Xixi~~"

Ling Hao hurriedly came out and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"This is for you."

The heavy book was thrown into his arms, Ling Haotian looked puzzled: "Hey, this is from Young Master Zhan, you..."

When he looked up, the man had already left, but behind him came an indifferent voice.

"What's up?"

"..."

Can he say that Xiao Xixi may have returned the book to him because she was afraid of you?

I always feel like I'm going to die...

Looking at the book in his hand, Zhan Yu understood everything, he drew it directly, turned around and left.

Obviously it is his book, why should it be returned to Ling Haotian?

Zhan Yu was a little depressed.

Doesn't she know whose it is?

Thinking of this, Zhan Yu decided to forgive her.

It's just that I have finished reading such a thick book. I guess I must have slept very late last night.

"Come to the clubhouse with her at night."

"But I'm going to shoot a night show over there."

"Postponed, isn't tomorrow a weekend? I'll shoot again tomorrow."

"..."

It's amazing, Zhan Shao has always been known for his dedication and can be called a desperate Saburo in the industry, but now he has been pushed back?

"Yes, yes, but what are you going to do?"

"Teach her to get started."

"..."

Does this mean to let him teach Xia Xi?

"But, isn't this what an agent should do?"

Ling Haotian asked carefully.

"She is not a Huayu artist, and she belongs to the Su family."

"..."

Then let him do this coolie for nothing?

"anymore question?"

"No, no more..."

Ling Haotian blinked, cough, forget it, Xiao Xixi is not annoying anyway, and sometimes she is quite cute.

At noon, Zhan Yu discovered a problem, and Xia Xi's appetite seemed to increase.

It seems that going to the gym is still effective.

That's right, even the meat on this kid's body is soft and powdery. It's time to practice and eat more.

Pushing the lamb chops to the front, Xia Xi was stunned for a moment.

"ate."

After speaking, Zhan Yu wiped his mouth, got up and left gracefully.

Ling Haotian: ...

Did he see the horse? Zhan Shao actually gave Xiao Xixi food! !

He has never been treated like this before! !

Ling Haotian bit his fork and stared at her sadly.